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Rise Of The Shikon Miko	By : golden_eyes_hypnotize Category: InuYasha AU/AR > Het - Male/Female Views: 2628 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha or the characters herein. I make no money by this writing. This is a work of fiction and any resemblance to real people is all in your head.

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Chapter 27

He was having the most exquisite dream. Having had no sleep the night before, he had succumbed mere minutes after his chosen. And now his mind was providing him with the image of her lovely, pouty mouth sliding up and down while swirling her pretty, pink tongue on his cock. He was waking but he clung to the dream urgently. The image was floating away but he could still feel her. He lowered his hand to squeeze his morning erection and found instead a mass of tangled curls. ‘Gods…’

He raised his head and stared in disbelief as his chosen smiled around the turgid flesh in her mouth in greeting. A long, slow lick from balls to slit as she held a grip around the base and then she said, beaming, as though nothing in the world could bring her more pleasure this morning than to be sucking on a sleeping dog demon’s cock, “Good morning, Sesshoumaru!” She guilelessly went back about making his eyes roll back in his head.

It was clear the girl enjoyed what she was doing for the scent of her arousal was thick in the air and her moaning was causing amazing vibrations in his groin. How he wanted to force her off him and mount her, making her his in truth, knotting her and pumping her tight, velvety sheath full of his hot seed but no sooner did the thought enter his mind than he was overcome by passion, grabbing her head and forcing her mouth down on him, hearing her gag as he exploded deep in her throat.

His hands dropped away from her hair and he felt her cleaning him with her tongue, gently licking him all over. Once again, she displayed an uncanny knowledge of inu behavior, but he knew this was no lesson taught. When she was done, she crawled up and lay quietly with her head on his shoulder.

While his body was languidly sated, his mind was starting to doubt the wisdom of his fervent actions. “Kagome?”

“Hmm?”

“Are you…well?”

She giggled. “Mm-hmm,” she answered in the affirmative.

“What I did…Kagome, this Sesshoumaru hopes he did not hurt you.”

She took a deep breath and stretched, catlike, across his body. She repositioned herself so her chin was on his chest and looked up at him. With a smile in her clear, blue eyes, she said, “I liked it.”

He laid his head back on the pillow, staring up at the gauzy canopy and tightened his hold on her. She wiggled back down until her head was again on his shoulder and it wasn’t long before he heard the long, shallow breaths of sleep. He stayed awake thinking on his talk yesterday with his father. He had told his sire that his chosen was not fragile, and it seemed more and more that he was right. This opened up all sorts of possibilities for exploration with his miko…

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After letting her sleep in—she had most definitely earned it—they both entered the shower to get ready for the day. They frolicked in the water like pagans under a harvest moon, teasing each other’s naked bodies and laughing. By the time they finally managed to get clean, the water had gone cold and they fled to dry themselves. It was as she saw him using the same leave-in conditioner as she that she couldn’t resist asking, “May I comb your hair?” She had been fascinated with it since she was a child, but having it real and corporeal and in touching distance was driving her mad with want. She just had to touch it.

He really should stop being amazed where his chosen was concerned. She was, after all, his chosen, complete with an inu soul. She was beginning to care for him so it was natural she should wish to groom him. But what she was asking for was reserved for after a proposal of courtship was accepted. Surely she would understand.

“Kagome, I am sorry, but until you accept my suit that is something this Sesshoumaru must do alone.” He watched her eyes but the expected look of disappointment did not come. Instead, she looked rather…amused.

Smiling her Mona Lisa smile at her handsome daiyoukai, she said, “Sesshoumaru, as a master of unspoken communication, I would have thought you would have seen my actions of the last couple days for what they were: acceptance.”

Golden eyes widened with amazement. He had been nearly certain she would accept him, but never had he believed it would be so soon. And of course Kagome was not the kind of woman to do what they had been doing casually. They would definitely have to celebrate and he had been saving something special just for this occasion. But first, he would feel those soft little fingers of hers in his hair.

At his nod, she grabbed her wide-tooth comb and took his hand with a smile, leading him into the bedroom. She sat on the bed with one leg bent under her and patted the space before her in invitation. Pulling his hair over his shoulder, he sat and waited with bated breath.

She sighed as she felt his hair, soft as the finest silk, running through her fingertips as she gathered it all behind him. Starting at the bottom, she stoked his hair with the comb, marveling at how it almost seemed to untangle itself. She was exceedingly gentle, always holding the hair above where she combed to make sure she didn’t pull. When at last he was tangle free, she reached up with her hands and massaged his scalp, running her agile fingers over the sensitive skin. His answering purr assured her it was not a wasted gesture and she smiled at the knowledge that she was pleasing him.

After awhile, his hands came up to still hers, before he turned to face her. She was smiling brightly at him and though his smile was much more subtle, she knew he was happy. “My turn?” she asked in excited anticipation.

“Hn.”

Still smiling she turned and faced the headboard. He collected her hair in his hands and wondered at the shades of blue and black in her glossy hair. It seemed as if it glowed with highlights and lowlights but he knew her locks had never been exposed to such chemical processing. Her curls were thick even when wet. He remembered her braid the night they had swum at work was as thick as his forearm. He combed her hair with the same gentle touch she had used for him. It was a closely guarded secret of his that he was quite tender-headed and was excessively pleased with his chosen’s compassionate approach.

Her curls were much more prone to tangles and snags than his own straight locks but he patiently attended to each one. He had begun to wonder if he would ever share moments like these, if his one had somehow died or lived in a far off country that he hadn’t managed to visit in his many travels and they might never meet. He had been at full maturity for over 400 years, after all. He certainly didn’t expect her to have been living practically as a member of his family for the last several years.

He finished with her hair, pulling her close and placing a kiss on her head. She turned and smiled at him, staring up into his golden eyes with genuine affection that suddenly turned to mischief.

Taking off with a start, she yelled over her shoulder, “Last one into the kitchen has to make breakfast!”

Though he could easily win with his demon speed, he found he enjoyed cooking for her. He stood and followed sedately. He could hear her giggles the whole way there.

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Her morning was filled with miko lessons. They focused on practical knowledge with very little theory as that was what was truly needed. Her biggest challenge was control. She had all this great power but when she tried to focus it on anything but her bouncy ball, it either exploded (drawing the not so happy attention of her two inu) or she couldn’t hold on to it and it petered out. Kaede assured her all she needed was practice and reminded her that it usually took a new miko in training weeks to get to where she had been yesterday.

When the boys came in announcing lunch, she was all too ready to get out of that room. And she could smell Thai!

Kagome was bouncing in her seat at the dining room table when Sesshoumaru ladled her serving of her favorite Thai soup, tom kha gai. It was a coconut based soup with chicken full of ginger and lemongrass and galangal and kaffir lime leaves. It included yummy straw and shiitake mushrooms as well. For the entrée Jaken had made kai pad bai kaprow, or ground chicken stir fried with Thai basil. It was delicious and she ate every bite.

Before she spent the afternoon with Sesshoumaru, he told her she could have an hour to do anything she liked. When she said she wanted to read, one corner of his lips quirked and he told her to have a seat in the living room and he’d be right back. She was sitting relaxing with her feet tucked under her staring out the window nearest her when Sesshoumaru appeared with his hands behind his back looking like the cat that ate the canary.

She raised an eyebrow at him and he produced a wrapped package from behind his back. ‘Ooh another present?’ She reached out and took it, and curiosity got the better of her as she tore into the paper. Her mouth opened in wonder as she looked at her gift. It was the newest model iPad. She had an older iPhone she had gotten for free and was always reading on it, but she had to admit the screen was a little small to read all the time. All her e-books were from iTunes so now she had a great new toy on which to read them!

He had worried that she would try to tell him it wasn’t necessary again as she had his last presents, but since she accepted his suit, she must have accepted that there was tradition to be followed. And judging by the smile she was giving him, it was just the right thing. This time he would have his father to thank for his input. Sesshoumaru had questioned what she did with so many iTunes gift cards as he had gotten her for Christmas and he had said while she did download music, what she really did voraciously was read, though only on her phone and with paperbacks. It hadn’t been a leap to guess what she might like.

He took her hand and brought it to his lips to kiss her knuckles before smiling over them. “This Sesshoumaru is glad you are pleased with your gift.”

“Sesshoumaru, it’s perfect! Thank you so much.” She inclined her head to him.

“Enjoy it, my chosen. I will give you an extra half hour to play and then I shall come for you.” He released her hand and strode off to his study, leaving Kagome to explore her new toy.

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